jenx2 - balaclava lyrics
ay okay, ay, uh, ay ay (pew pew pew)
i keep a mask on when i shoot, (pew pew pew)
i keep a mask on when i shoot
ay, ay
i keep a mask on when i shoot
b+tch i’m a mask on type dude
can’t be a b+tch i ain’t like you
he get put on the screen he get put on the news
b+tch i walk in the spot i said “gimme the loot”
b+tch i walk with that metal i aim it at you
they all spit entertainment ain’t speaking the truth
throw the cash on the table i spread it like food
grab a new bottle say “shout out to shoenice”
aim for the head so i don’t gotta shoot twice
your music still trash
don’t get a new mic
i’m making rappers go suicide
talk to the chop like its you and i
purple or skunk b+tch i won’t decide
b+tch your whole squad getting minimized
i’ve been tryna get a check, maybe homicide
when i pull in the whip better step aside
b+tch i’m back in it i want the guap centerfold
laugh in the group chat that b+tch acting pitiful
hot like the summer but ice like the winter, cold
aiming it back with a mask so i’m paid in full
karmamob up and that sh+t ain’t debatable
my pack is secret that b+tch is ungradable
my chopper ready for action available
he don’t want beef cause that boy isn’t capable
one eye closed because my reticle been looking smaller lately
doesn’t matter splatter all his blood i make his family hate me
cannot make me fold or break or bend i f+cking do this daily
b+tch i caught lacking lagging cause he always imitating
upgrading my +rs+nal need another gun
he tryna hop on the wave, got another son
can’t get no food off my plate you can’t bum the funds
flows on flows stacked like the sand at the seaside
lay on my money stand taller than knee height
don’t smoke it once b+tch i tap that hoe 3 times
ring on my pinky got ice like its tea time
i keep a mask on when i shoot
b+tch i’m a mask on type dude
can’t be a b+tch i ain’t like you
he get put on the screen he get put on the news
b+tch i walk in the spot i said “gimme the loot”
b+tch i walk with that metal i aim it at you
they all spit entertainment ain’t speaking the truth
throw the cash on the table i spread it like food
i keep a mask on when i shoot
b+tch i’m a mask on type dude
can’t be a b+tch i ain’t like you
he get put on the screen he get put on the news
b+tch i walk in the spot i said “gimme the loot”
b+tch i walk with that metal i aim it at you
they all spit entertainment ain’t speaking the truth
throw the cash on the table i spread it like food
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